[A/n: this chapter is very much pg 25+ despite this šššš.. Read privately.. or not]
Hunger..
..starved
..craving
..and the mouth watering scent released by the sweet, sensuous ven on top of him, makes Crown Prince Kengwang want to feed like a hungry man on a deserted land.
All the times he had secretly been spying on his best friend's older brother had made him feel starved.
All the times Khamphir had given him the slightest attention had intensified his hunger, exactly like the lovestruck fool he is slowly becoming. The fact that he could only watch and sometimes touch had been the sweetest torment of his life.
But right now.. all that patience in past seems to have paid off really well.
Perfect was the word.
"Baby why are you soo perfectly delicious, hmm?" Kengwang murmurs against his Phir's soft lips. Beautiful red lips that is bringing out the sweetest sounds. Making the imperial Prince couldn't help but delve in for more of the sweetness on his beloved's lips. Groaning at the glorious feeling of the small soft tongue dancing with his as they both move their waist to a slow rhythm
The tight warmth his member felt made him snap his waist a bit faster in desperation to ignite the heat within.
His mouth now latched on the smooth white throat of his beloved gently nipping and sucking a little harshly.
He wants to leave a very noticeable mark all over the elegantly neck, which he plans to renew everyday. The thoughts of that made his already straining manhood grow thicker
"Thirak khrab, excuse my harshness in your slick delicious hole but you feel like heaven right my thirak" Kengwang pants.
"W-wha~at....mmm~m...ahhh.....w-what.....do....oh~~fu~ck.....yes...yes.....mm~" Phir can't understand how come the sen could form a coherent sentence when he, Phir-currently can't understand the language of the sane.
He knew his prince had said something but the raising speed of the sen's waist has his brain cells in a very mushy puddled state
Khamphir felt the world go round in seconds as his mouth opened stuck in mid-scream as he cums so hard for the nth time.
That didn't stop the sen's waist movement as he chased the euphoric heat pooling in his balls.
Phir felt overly sensitive at each hard thrust-leasantly sensitive- all he could do was beg the wicked prince to have mercy.
"Mmm~mm.... o~oh fuck!! " Kengwang moans as he cums deeply in his twitching lover.
With gentle loving care, Kengwang cleans up and massaged the exhausted passed out ven before settling them in different room for the night??
āāāāāāā
A few hours later, Kengwang's rut started again just as the second heat wave hit his beloved ven.
Khamphir's body still felt soft due to the intense previous round. But the image of his powerful sen, gliding in between his spread apart raised legs reflected on the ceiling mirror, making the sensitive Phir a goner. The feeling of his man's gentle, loving caresses instantly lit his body up.
Khamphir suddenly felt daring
Weaving his slender red tinged fingers through the sen's luscious hair, as he(K) nips and kiss his chest
"Is th-that aahhhhhh~ the deepest y-you c..an go?" He teased.
Kengwang, who had been taking his precious time to enjoy the sensational taste of the sweaty body underneath him, raises his head to look directly into his lover's hazel brown orbs.
A dangerous smile slowly blooms on his sexy lips. Khamphir watched in stunned fascination with racing heart as the perfectly handsome face of his boyfriend becomes more godly.
The sudden intrusion into his lovehole brought him out of his worship fantasy
"I was trying to save you from the pain from intrusion" the sen rasps
RAM!!!
"I can see you don't want my mercy"
RAM!!!
"Ahhh!!!" Phir sqeals out, which turned into a moan filled with utmost pleasure and wanting.
"My etheral being khap.. you want to know the best your man can do?"
PA* PA* PAPAPATATAP*
"Let's see how long it will take me to make your beautiful self temporarily unable to climb out of bed.. khrub"
Kengwang kept ramming into Khamphir's sweet spot so hard and fast that the poor ven felt he was about to get railed into another dimension.
All he could do was grab onto the bedsheet as the wickedly sweet sen held both of his legs up together and kept wonderfully ravaging his hole like a gold miner digging for gold.
Splitting apart the shaky gorgeous legs of his beloved, crown prince Kengwang leaned in towards the pheromone gland and placed a feather-light kiss on it. Khampir's neck was already bruised in different places except for his pulsing pheromone gland.
"My soul - my hawci krab .." Kengwang rasps against the sentive neck organ whilst his big long rod abuse the writing and moaning ven's tomato colored kneck "..can I have the honor-mmph-of marking you khap~"
The both moan in sync at the sudden wonderful feeling rapidly building up in them. Kengwang's mind was slipping and spiraling. He is almost at the edge of breaking out. He felt the overwhelming desire to possess his divine ven. He wants to claim his precious ven.
"Kha-kha!! bb.. mark me baby ah~hh... ma-make me yours!!" Khamphir used his last will power to give his consent before he felt the world tilt
"Yea~hh...my...ooo~~h...my...fu~~ck !!!!!"
'Finally the world has ended..'
..was the last thought he had as everything went from blinding white to total blackness after feeling the sharp canines of his ultimate hyperbreed sen slowly sink deeply into his thumping pheromone gland.
āāāāāā
Hours later Khamphir finally opens his eyes to the dimly lit up room. His body feeling very sore. And a bit satisfied. He felt the heat of the big chiseled body behind him which engulfed him in a loving embrace.
Phir made an attempt to shift his body only to hiss at the feeling of being filled.
"Shiaa!!!" He cursed lightly- which turns to a moan as he felt his leaking hole stuffed by the hard shaft and love liquid of his boyfriend. The slight movement had somehow turned the sting into pleasure.
He moved his waist again, trying to get the friction and also hoping he could hit his pleasure spot. His own pink cock was already hard and dripping pre-cum. And so was the cock in his fragile and pleasurable sore cherryhole coming to life.
"I see you still have the energy for a side dish khap my hawci" Kengwang chuckles against his mate's neck.
"H- heat a~ah!!" was Khamphir's rasped out response
Phir moans louder as the rogue sen moved behind him in a slow gentle manner. Careful not to hurt his love more after going on rampage hours earlier.
"I..mm~m...al...also~~....nngg~hh...li..ke...a...fu..ffu~~ucckk....full....co~urse...meal" Phir tugs the soft hair of his sen closer to pull the youngman in for a vigorous kiss, which the crown prince gladly obliged to.
'Oh sweet goddesses of sex and vens, forgive me NOT for I am about to destroy this superb ass you have blessed on my wife.'
"Babe I will make sure you have all your meals here. Ah~h!!!"Ā
Kengwang lifted one leg of his mate, holding it firmly- he bit down on the already abused neck of his lover as his thrust becomes deeper and harder.
Khamphir who thought he wouldn't be able to scream out any longer after losing his voice somewhere in between the heavenly euphoric trips, suddenly released a long pleasure filled howl as Kengwang kept hitting on his spot. Not able to hold on any longer he began to incoherently plead for his release. Again.
"Not yet my love.. hold on a bit longer" Kengwang breathed out changing the overly sensitive ven into a coiled position without breaking his thrusting and continued to bring his precious P'Phir over the edge deeper and deeper.
"Oh~holyfuckingfuck~....pl...eeeas~se...alpha....aa~~ahh...let...me...cum...na..na~....oo~hh...pl...pleas~~e!!~~"
After a few more thrust Kengwang knew he was near to the edge too.
"Cum"
He hoarsely commanded bitting down hard on Khamphirs fair shoulder.
All rationals flew out the window as Khampir's body shook in pleasure as he cummed hard.
"Fuu~~~~ucckkk!!" Kengwang moans
"This is much more better than my all my imaginations and dreams combined" Kengwang laughed happily after he calmed down from his high. His voice very hoarse from the immense pleasure and satisfaction his soul felt at the moment. He was still fully sheathed inside his P'Phir's glorious warm cherryhole, and he has no plan to come out anytime soon.
Phir who was still trying to get a level breathing, giggles along but it ended in a moan because of the still very active shaft in him
"Sorry khap my hawci. But I think dessert needs to be served soon.. khrub"
Kengwang apologises as another wave of heat surged through their veins
'..this is going to be a blissfully wonderful eterus'